Laveaga - Note To Self

You do a lot
They don't understand
You do a lot
Hard to comprehend
Learn not to be so hard on yourself, you'll see
The fruits of your labor are ready to be picked, go eat
You do a lot
They don't understand
You do a lot
Hard to comprehend
Learn not to be so hard on yourself, you'll see
The fruits of your labor are ready to be picked, go eat
I see you clocking in for that job
I know you have ambitions bigger than the world, why should you stop
Doing what you got to do to set the notion in motion
I promise you attachment to your goals are gunna get chopped
If you continue to let the bullshit get in your way
I'm talking stress, talking drama, I'm talking bout hate
And we both know that relationship is not the same
So if you got to get away, then you got to get away
As long as you use the space, to take advantage
Manage, and plan it all out, get rid of the baggage
You see, you're the only one holding you back
You gotta do it yourself and you gotta keep track
Of all the shit that you got to do
Trust your gut and listen to you
You do a lot
They don't understand
You do a lot
Hard to comprehend
Learn not to be so hard on yourself, you'll see
The fruits of your labor are ready to be picked, go eat
You do a lot
They don't understand
You do a lot
Hard to comprehend
Learn not to be so hard on yourself, you'll see
The fruits of your labor are ready to be picked, go eat
You do a lot in a day
You do a lot in a night
You just made a project, isn't that right
Took you 23 hours 59 minutes
You put a lot into it and you still don't feel quite
Good of yourself, like you could've done more
C'mon man you poured your heart out you slept on the floor
You were killing the boards, I'm here to assure you that you did do enough, bro it's hard to ignore
All the work that you do
Why you so hard on yourself
You work harder than the rest man you gotta excel
Randy caught you in a ep where you fighting your mind
You say you're always feeling stuck so it's hard not to dwell
On not getting recognition that you think you deserve
So you pop another bottle, pour the glass, and its served
You were slamming the desk, at the top of your lungs
You say you'll never give up until it's finally done
But I know the thing you and it's
That you'll never be done and it'll never be done

Written by:
Samuel Laveaga

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